Wang Ming rode his electric bike slowly out of the shadows of the nameless alley and rode the battery bike to Huajishi Roast Chicken Restaurant.

This fried chicken shop has just opened and is offering discounts. A portion of fried chicken, originally priced at 28 yuan per serving, is now only 20 yuan. It also comes with a medium-sized Coke. When the delivery person buys it, there is an extra 20% off benefit.

"Beauty, three more fried chicken and cola combos."

A serving of hand-braised chicken, originally priced at RMB 28, is RMB 20 for an event, and with a 20% discount, it only costs RMB 16, which is another huge profit!

Although Wang Ming has resigned from his job as a delivery boy, he is still wearing a yellow delivery robe and helmet.

So the cashier didn't know that Wang Ming was no longer a delivery boy.

But this does not prevent Wang Ming from continuing to enjoy the 20% off benefits of delivery workers.

If you can take advantage, why not?

Whether it's the man in yellow robe or the man in blue robe.

In many merchants, you can enjoy 20% off, 30% off or even 40% off benefits!

Many retired delivery boys often wear takeout clothes and go to various merchant stores to take advantage of such benefits.

After buying fried chicken and Coke, Wang Ming did not travel through time, but returned home.

There is a foodie at home waiting for him to feed him.

Wang Ming opened the door, holding two pieces of fried chicken and Coke in his hand, and pushed open the bedroom door.

I saw Xiao Zhao sitting in front of the computer, watching the movie intently.

A cold female voice came from the computer's external speaker with a hint of pride:

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"Zhang Wuji, you still have one more thing to do for me."

"Remember, if you want to save the six major sects, come to Dadu to find me!"

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It was also a coincidence that Xiao Zhao had finished watching the movie.

That's right, the movie playing on this computer is "The Legend of Heaven and Dragon Slayer: The Demon Cult Leader".

Before Wang Ming went out, he turned on Xiao Zhao's computer and downloaded the novel and movie "The Legend of Heaven and Dragon Sword".

Before he left, he asked Xiao Zhao to read the novel and then watch the movie.

Now it is obvious that Xiao Zhao has finished reading the novel and the movie.

Wang Ming felt a little uneasy and wondered how Xiao Zhao would feel after reading it.

He walked over silently, sat next to Xiao Zhao, and put the fried chicken and Coke in her hand.

Xiao Zhao turned her head and looked at Wang Ming. Her eyes were slightly bloodshot and the corners of her eyes were moist. She had obviously cried, but the look on her face was extremely calm at this time.

"Wang Ming, am I, Han Zhao, really a character in this novel?"

"Is it me who is me in the novel, or is I who is me in this movie?"

"Which one of me is the real me?"

"Am I real or illusory?"

Wang Ming thought of words of comfort, but was stumped by Xiao Zhao's series of questions that were similar to the Three Questions of Life Philosophy.

No matter what he thought, he didn't know the best answer.

He thought about it and decided not to answer directly.

So, he didn't speak, but his hands moved.

He tore open the packaging bag of fried chicken and tied a thin tube on the Coke cup.

"Xiao Zhao, eat, let's eat first, and then we'll talk after we finish and drink."

Xiao Zhao lowered his head and looked at the fried chicken and Coke in his hand, his stomach rumbling unsatisfactorily.

With her foodie attribute activated, she was seduced by the aroma of fried chicken and cola. She tore into the fried chicken silently, eating and drinking it in big gulps.

Wang Ming said nothing and silently accompanied Xiao Zhao to eat fried chicken and drink Coke.

"Hey——"

Xiao Zhao couldn't help but burped, his face turned slightly red with embarrassment, he turned away and put down the empty Coke bottle in his hand.

"Wang Ming, I'm done eating, okay. Can you tell me?"

Wang Mingmo remained silent and did not answer. He took a pack of tissues, pulled out two of them, wiped the oil from his mouth and hands, and handed two to Xiao Zhao.

Xiao Zhao took the paper towel. After all, girls love to be clean, so she turned away a little embarrassed to wipe away the oil on her mouth and the oil stains on her hands.

At this time, Wang Mingcai smiled and answered.

"There was once a philosopher in the ancient West who had the same doubts as you."

"He has been thinking hard for many years and said a philosophical quote, which may be able to answer your question."

"I think, therefore I am."

Xiao Zhao's clear eyes lit up slightly when he heard this.

"I think, therefore I am? I think, therefore I am..."

"Yes, all your doubts can be answered with this sentence."

"I am thinking, therefore I exist."

"Whether you are real or illusory, you can't figure it out, and neither can I."

Having said this, Wang Ming paused and said:

"Actually, I once had such a fantasy."

"Perhaps, it is possible that I am also an imaginary character that exists in a certain novel or movie, or a fictional existence in a drama script."

"At that time, I just thought about this possibility. I was so scared and felt that life had no meaning anymore."

"If my existence is just a tool for entertainment for some kind of existence, a piece of text or an image, then what is the meaning of my existence?"

"During that period, I couldn't think clearly, couldn't eat well, couldn't sleep well, and felt that life had no meaning."

"But then, when I saw this sentence, I figured it out."

"No matter whether my life is an illusory existence described by others, as long as I am still thinking at this moment, I exist."

"The food I eat and the drinks I drink make me feel real. Then, I am real."

"So, Xiao Zhao, do you understand?"

After Xiao Zhao heard this, the confusion in his clear eyes dissipated a lot, and he simply shook his head and said:

"I still don't understand...but I feel much better."

"I, Han Zhao, am thinking now, alive, I exist..."

"Although I still don't understand, I seem to understand a little bit..."

"Forget it, forget it, I feel like this is much more difficult to understand than my adoptive father's secret solution to the Nine-Yang Magic Technique... I don't want to think about it anymore!"

Wang Ming laughed.

"Yes, that's right. If you don't understand it, then don't think about it."

"By the way, I'll take you to meet the other Zhang Wuji later. You should be able to accept it better."

"Ah? Another Zhang Wuji?"

Wang Ming stood up and pointed to Zhang Wuji's face, which was frozen in the movie on the computer screen.

"This is Zhang Wuji in the movie world. The Zhang Wuji from before can be regarded as him."

"You have also read the novel. There are many differences between that Zhang Wuji and this Zhang Wuji, right?"

"Now, the person I want to take you to meet is the Zhang Wuji in the novel world."

"That Zhang Wuji is still a teenager."

"Two different Zhang Wuji, Zhang Wuji in the movie and Zhang Wuji in the novel. After you have seen both of them, I will tell you about the knowledge of parallel worlds, and you will understand a lot."

"Oh, by the way, you can still meet Xiao Zhao in this novel world in the future... Haha, to a certain extent, he is also another you, another Han Zhao."

"Your destiny will be changed because of me. That fate of Xiao Zhao, if you want to change her destiny, I can also help you."

"Of course, everything is up to you."
Chapter completed!